"The weather in the Grey Rain Country is still too gloomy. It rains continuously no matter what the season. Only after leaving this cloudy cloud will the sky become clearer. Such a climate is not suitable for distiller’s fermentation at all, so I can’t There is no need for a little "little spell" to help produce alcohol... I don't know if Bill's "senior drunk" will have this unnatural taste."

While flying fast in the clouds, the red-bearded serious mage sighed to himself that these things had nothing to do with magic.

Ankazan, who was carrying a good wine, went to visit an old friend. Although the middle-aged mage flying through the clouds did not show any changes, in fact, the mood of the "Burner" is obviously not bad now, because Meswu Er's order, the unlucky caster can only stay in a magic tower with no magic resources most of the time, and only have time to leave the gray sky and relax every ten to twenty thousand years.

So for Ankazan, every detail of the short "holiday" is worthy of my heart.

During the short trip, he will carefully feel the sun shining on his robe, feel the magical shield of the breeze blowing over the outer layer of the body, and watch the scenery along the way. What's new in this tens of thousands of years Change...Abandoning the rigid and rigorous disguise of the ancient spellcaster, Ankazan is actually a person who loves life very much. It is estimated that no one has ever known that he has transformed the laboratory in his magic tower into winemaking. In the workshop, although the stale personality developed for a long time makes this middle-aged mage unable to change the serious expression even when he is relaxing and entertaining, in fact, Ankazan’s serious expression is more just to hide his boredom. And helpless.

The helplessness is because there is really no way to further improve the strength, and the boredom is because there is nothing worthy of attention in life. In terms of boredom and helplessness, the "Burner" is no different from the legendary professionals of the reclusive faction... …

"Recent time has been fairly quiet. Those red robes suddenly became silent, and there were no other accidents on the plane of Faerun. This kind of calmness can be used to tease Bill, although Messoul has still been There is still no news so far, but... this kind of calm is better than annoying battles. It's just a pity, I don't know how poor old Owen is now."

Thinking about the joy of discussing topics after seeing a friend, carrying the anxiety caused by the sudden disappearance of the immediate boss, and feeling ashamed of being unable to save the “colleagues” who do not know the life or death... Suddenly, Anka Zan now feels a little sentimental today.

In the memory of the "Burner", when I visited my friends in the past, I could abandon all the unpleasant troubles and enjoy the wine, but today...

This feeling of being unable to calm down has not been seen in Ankazan's impression for a long time.

"I should be thinking too much, isn't the peace on the plane of Faerun very good? Messul did not give any new orders. After a great battle tens of thousands of years ago, why did I become so nervous" ?

Shaking his head to abandon the awkward feeling in his heart, Ankazan silently resumed a smooth flight.

The entertainment time is hard-won, and he doesn't want any miscellaneous feelings to interfere with his only fun.

So in this way, the "burner" who did not raise his vigilance but deliberately relaxed his mind, not only did not increase the degree of flight, but also deliberately slowed down his progress, he began to focus on the soft white clouds, In the mirror-like lake, placed in the crystal clear sunlight.

until…………

An extremely inconspicuous spot of dirty energy suddenly enveloped the entire field of vision with lightning speed.

"Legendary Alchemy Spell-The Muse's Distorted World"!

"..."

"Fuck".

The fragile earthenware pot containing the fine wine was torn apart in mid-air, and the light cyan wine with diffused aroma quickly dissipated without a trace in the obliteration of the distortion of the law...

Just when Ankazan flew to the sky over a stretch of mountains between the Muse Empire and the Grey Rain, a light curtain of mixed colors and twists spread out without warning, and the spread of legendary spells was too fast and too fast. The "burner" who reacted immediately and entered the state of battle has no time to respond effectively. With the vast sky, it is shattered and deformed in the fierce law distortion, and the level has not been improved since the last battle. Ankazan was almost completely stunned

Because just on this mountain peak that has been distorted, collapsed and shattered by the power of the legendary spell, the "prey" who has entered the effective range of the legendary spell has to be surprised to feel the sense of incongruity as if carrying a heavy burden on the body. I was shocked to see a completely unexpected enemy-it was a horrible figure wearing a robe like the night sky, half of his face hidden under the shadow of a hood, and it was also completely impossible for Ankazan to forget. The strongest opponent ever...

"Destroy Whispers" Punk-Sean"!

"Oh? It looks like you still remember me~lightnovelpub.net~Burner", then... I think you should also remember that our last "duel" is not over yet, now I think it's time to let it Keep going."

Hearing Ankazan's horrified words, the expressionless "Destroy Whisper" also raised his head and looked towards the sky indifferently.

At this moment, the powerful aura of the thirty-ninth-level legendary professional is dancing freely in the space shrouded in colorful light, and the gaze of a spellcaster looking at another spellcaster is more like a calm hunter seeing a panicked prey—— Yes, the hunter who arranged traps to ambush according to the information displayed by the magical spells of the Bright Moon class finally faced the prey that fell into the trap, and then, a grand hunt was about to begin!

"Run! Must run, must run back to the magic tower"!

Ankazan deserves to be a veteran legendary professional. His ability to judge is by no means comparable to that of a fledgling stark. After perceiving the scary 39th level of punk, the "burner" Soberly aware that he could not win at all. He didn’t know and couldn’t understand why the legendary mage, who was only level 31 last time, was able to rise to such a level in such a short period of time, but it was so high. It is impossible to make a fake out of the gap of one's six professional levels.

Although Ankazan, who is not bad in strength, is convinced that he still has the power to fight against ordinary legends that are two professional levels higher, but he is six levels higher in the face, and at the same time he can ignore his strongest trump card "Hui Yue" The terrifying and powerful enemy of "Eye Pupils"............

I can't beat it anyway, two of them are not enough! Escape to the magic tower is your only chance to survive!

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